Ma Qingcheng raised her foot and flew out. The mourning stick in her hand turned into a residual shadow, and she casually knocked away the purple lightning magic sword.

The next moment, she arrived in front of Cui Wei and hit him between his eyebrows with a stick.

Cui Wei stretched out his hand and the purple lightning magic sword came into his hand, blocking the stick horizontally.

When the stick hit, ghosts cried all around, making people upset.

The mourning stick is a special magic weapon of the underworld, also called the soul-destroying stick. When a stick hits the soul, the soul will be injured, and in serious cases, the soul will even be scattered.

Therefore, many wandering ghosts or evil spirits in the underworld are very afraid of the mourning stick.

Moreover, the mourning stick attack will emit special sound wave attacks, such as ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Cui Wei wanted to get away, but although Ma Qingcheng was very beautiful, she had a bad temper, and could even be said to be a little irritable, and her close combat skills were particularly good.

The mourning stick transformed into hundreds of afterimages, several of which fell on Cui Wei. Cui Wei's demonic energy dissipated and his soul was injured.

He immediately jumped back several feet away, waved the evil dog flag in his hand vigorously, and the pattern on it surged, as if it came alive, and jumped down, turning into a group of evil dogs and rushing towards Ma Qingcheng.

Ma Qingcheng had a blank expression on his face, and the stick in his hand flew, and afterimages fell one after another. When the stick shadows flew down, these evil dogs would be beaten to death.

Cui Wei had already sat down cross-legged at this time and summoned his Dharma body. A huge Dharma body more than ten feet high appeared, which turned out to be a Dharma image in the state of a rotten corpse.

The rotten corpse Dharma image had half flesh and blood, and was wearing a tattered Taoist robe, and his eyeballs were bulging, almost falling out.

Cui Wei sank into the Dharmakaya, and the corpse Dharmakaya held the purple lightning magic sword, and a strange evil demonic aura emanated from its body.

"Call the Corpse Demon!"

Cui Wei slashed forward with a sword, slashing on the black soil in front of Ma Qingcheng. The black soil was cut open, and a corpse demon with a strange shape crawled out of it.

The corpse demon was covered with scales, had three heads and six arms, and was several feet tall. Holding a magic knife, it slashed at Ma Qingcheng.

"Dharma Body!"

Ma Qingcheng made hand gestures, and a huge female fairy Dharma image appeared behind her. She jumped into the Dharma image.

The female fairy Dharma image saw the corpse demon attacking and slapped the air with one palm.

Instantly, a black demon hand fell from the air, with five fingers slightly twisted and falling down.

The corpse demon immediately raised his hand to resist, but the big hand was very terrifying and slapped down instantly.

"When the enemy comes to fight, all the soldiers will line up in front of us to kill the evil!"

The female fairy Dharma image made a hand gesture and shouted in a low voice.

A spiritual talisman unfolded in the night sky, and the sound of dragon roaring could be heard faintly.

A golden dragon roared, and the golden dragon of dozens of feet long spewed dragon flames from its mouth, killing the corpse Dharma image.

Her realm was different, much stronger than Ma Xiaoling, and Wang Bo stayed here longer, and his strength was also more powerful.

"It's really amazing that you can summon the Ma family dragon after you die!"

The corpse Dharma image was furious and gnashed his teeth.

"Corpse Demon Fire Shield!"

The corpse Dharma image pointed forward, and a huge flame protection shield appeared in front of it, but it was purple-black.

But this fire shield was easily destroyed by the dragon flame, and the huge dragon tail of the dragon swept and hit the corpse Dharma image.

The rotten meat flew out and fell to the ground, corroding a huge pit.

"Master, save me!"

The corpse cried out.

A blood-red hand flew out from the depths of the Evil Dog Ridge, with the texture on the hand clearly visible, and even magic patterns.

The hand slapped the dragon away, and the dragon circled in the air, saying to Ma Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, hurry up, the man coming is a master of earthly immortals, we are no match for him!"

"Uncle Wang, even the two of us in the realm of divine wandering can't deal with him? He fought with the Hades Emperor, so he should have been injured."

Ma Qingcheng was a little unwilling.

Uncle Wang said: "No matter how injured he is, the other party is also a strong man in the second realm of earthly immortals, close to the third realm."

"You old dragon, your life span is not long, and you dare to show up in the underworld, are you going to die?"

In the Evil Dog Ridge, Luo Hou's voice came, with a hint of ridicule.

"Uncle Wang, you..."

Ma Qingcheng's face changed, and he showed a look of self-blame on his face.

Uncle Wang has lived too long, and he often fights with evil spirits, so his life span has been reduced.

"Go!"

Uncle Wang roared, and golden dragon flames emanated from his body. He rushed towards the red hand again.

The blood-red hand pinched a seal and pressed a handprint to block the attack.

"Do you want to die?"

The blood-red hand pinched a sword finger again and pointed it at the dragon's body. The dragon's protective dragon energy was instantly destroyed. The dragon's body was hit by a finger and smashed on the Evil Dog Ridge with a bang. In an instant, countless evil dogs pounced on it.

"Uncle Wang!"

Ma Qingcheng gritted her teeth, her whole body trembling. She pinched the seal with both hands: "Uncle Wang, go back!"

The dragon's body turned into dots and dissipated.

"Ma family's Dharma body? Break!"

A big hand flew over, pointing directly at the female fairy's Dharma body. Ma Qingcheng used a lot of protective measures, but it was not enough before the attack of the earthly fairy master.

The protective light curtain collapsed instantly, and the Dharma body was also broken by a finger.

Ma Qingcheng fell to the ground, her face became even paler. She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth and said, "It's a pity that there is a big gap."

At this time, a sedan chair came quickly from a distance. Before it landed, the curtain of the sedan chair rolled up, and twelve bronze tablets flew out of it and fell to the surroundings of the Evil Dog Ridge.

Only a rumbling sound was heard, and these bronze tablets turned into a giant of dozens of feet and were firmly inserted into the ground.

Another blood-red knife light flew out and went straight to the blood-colored big hand.

The big hand stopped attacking, formed a seal, and bombarded the blood-colored knife light.

Swish!

The blood-colored knife light smashed the big hand and saved Ma Qingcheng.

"Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, Twelve Witch God Monuments, I don't seem to have any grudges with the Divine Court, why kill them all?"

The voice of Luo Hou came from the Evil Dog Ridge.

A young man walked out of the sedan chair, wearing a casual suit, and walked towards this side. It was Fang Yu.

And then a man appeared, it was Liuxing.

"It's Lord Liuxing, the strong man he brought. Who is this person? He is so strong that he can seal the Evil Dog Ridge with just a raise of his hand.

And he can defeat the strong earth immortal with one blow."

A male Yinchai looked shocked.

Another female Yinchai showed envy and said, "What a handsome, young brother, our male Yinchai should also keep up with the times."

"Senior Ma, are you okay?"

Fang Yu came to Ma Qingcheng and asked.

Ma Qingcheng got up from the ground, patted her clothes, and gritted her teeth and said, "Fortunately, you finally arrived. There are indeed many earthly immortal masters in the underworld, but they don't have a good relationship with our underworld.

So, I can only let Liuxing go to the human world to ask you for help.

You have a good relationship with our underworld, fortunately I made the right bet."

"What's the benefit of me dealing with Luohou?"

Fang Yu smiled.

"Everything is easy to talk about."

Ma Qingcheng glanced at Fang Yu strangely.

"Some of the souls I sent a while ago are our acquaintances. They must have not yet ended their life span and live in Fengdu City. I need you to take good care of them."

Fang Yu put forward his conditions.

Ma Qingcheng nodded: "This is easy to do, I can promise you."